Chapter 1 - The Fall On The Marble Stairs
The grand mansion entryway was bathed in soft, warm light filtering down from massive crystal chandeliers onto polished white marble floorboards.
At the top of the sweeping marble staircase, sixty-eight-year-old Vivian Mercer lost her footing near the polished mahogany banister. Her feet slipped along the edge, her elegant cream textured suit jacket shifting as a yellowed envelope tumbled out of her pocket, spilling an old black-and-white photograph onto the cold steps below.
"I've got you!" a frantic voice cried out.
Harper Dunn, a mid-twenties housemaid dressed in a neat black uniform with a white apron, lunged forward with razor-sharp instincts. She caught Vivian firmly around the waist just before the frail woman tumbled headfirst down the steep marble flight.
Callum Mercer, Vivian’s late thirty-something son in a tailored black suit, rushed out from the adjacent parlor door, his face pale with utter shock as he reached out toward them in fear.
Vivian gripped Harper’s arm tightly, leaning her trembling lips close to the young maid’s ear.
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"Blue room..." Vivian whispered, her shaky voice cracking with desperate urgency. "Your mother hid the proof."
👉 What secret had Harper's late mother hidden inside the mansion's blue room before she passed away?
